::Cora shoves Azura into the well-decorated cave, closing the odd door behind her and locking it. She lets go of the telepath to looks at her admirably.::

"Like the place?"

::It's decorated with a large double bed, black velvet sheets, a green rug, and flame torches on the wall lighting it with a warm glow. It exhudes luxury, despite being a cave.::

:: Azura's breath catches in her throat as Cora shuts the behind her, the closed door adding to the fact that she's closed in. However, her eyes do wander around the luxurious cave, but it's too tacky for her tastes. She runs her hand through her hair - nervous habit - finding that her hair is tangled from sweat, ew. ::

"It isn't my taste."

"That's a shame, because you're going to be spending quite a while here."

::She shoves Azura onto the bed and suddenly the girl finds one wrist, no, now both! Damn Cora is fast! Both wrists are cuffed to the bedposts, and then one, two, both her feet. Well Az, you're spreadeagled across the sheets and oh so helpless now. Must suck to be you.::

:: It really does. Azura struggles against her bonds in vain. She whimpers, cursing herself for not having Luke orb her home. She tries again to pull herself free from her bonnds, lifting her legs up a little but finds she is well and truly stuck. ::

"Please. Don't."

"Why not, petal?"

::Cora slides a huge box out from under the bed. She opens it, her eyes lighting up at the contents.::

"It's been so long since I've had someone to play with..."

::Pulling out a slender but sturdy riding crop, she looks up at Azura and her eyes narrow in anticipatory pleasure as she exchanges the crop for a small whip, and tucks an athame into her waistband. Standing, she dangles the whip in front of Azura's eyes, and trails it down her chest, abdomen, legs.::

:: Azura gasps at the sight of the whip. She shuts her eyes tight and shivers as she feels the whip being trailed down her body. Knowing something bad is going to happen, she begins to struggle once more against the bonds in an attempt to loosen them. ::

(I. Can't. Stay. Down. Here!)

"Aww, they always try to get away. It's futile, honey."

::With a flick of her wrist, she lashes the whip at Azura's thighs, then again across her chest.::

"That ought to get the blood going..."

:: Azura screams, because lets face it, getting whipped in the chest will hurt like a bitch. Tears spring into her eyes as she continues to struggle against her bonds even though it is futile. ::

"Stop! Please, stop!"

"Would you like me to stop and eat you now?"

:: Azura looks at Cora and shakes her head. She's rather not be sucked dry, but she'd also rather not be tortured. ::

"I would prefer not to be here at all."

"That's a shame."

::She bends down and whispers into Azura's ear.::

"Because as I said, you're going to be here for a while."

::She smirks wicked at the girl.::

"I've noticed the way you've been acting in these caves... are you by any chance... afraid, of small spaces?"

:: Azura stares at the vampire, wishing she wasn't so obvious when she was confined to a small space. ::

"No..."

:: Her voice is quiet and unconvincing. ::

"How do you feel about curtains?"

::Cora draws the curtains from the four-poster bed around it, kneeling on the mattress and enclosing them both inside.::

"Is this... scary? What's outside these four walls? Don't know, can't tell!"

:: Azura whimpers, the whimper turning into more of a sob as she glances all around her. She makes another feeble attempt to pull herself free, but gives up after a couple of seconds. Instead, she turns her head away and closes her eyes, trying to block out what is happening. ::

::Cora leans down and pulls Azura's eyelids open, greeting her with the point of the athame about a centimeter away from her eye.::

"Think it'd hurt much if I just plunged this in there? You have such pretty eyes, love. I could pickle them..."

:: Azura tries to pull her head away, which is kind of stupid when she has the point of a knife positioned above one of her eyes. Her lip quivers in fear. ::

"Don't. Just let me go."

(I have to come up with something less pathetic to say.)

"Oh smile a little, love..."

::Cora slides the knife along the opening of Azura's lips and draws thin red lines on other side of her mouth, giving her a horrific bloody smile.::

"That's more like it."

:: Azura gasps in pain as cuts are opened on her face. She licks her lips as blood trickles onto them. ::

"I have nothing to smile about, you sick and twisted thing."

"Aww, petal."

::Cora bends down and licks the blood from Azura's face, licking over her lips teasingly.::

"That's the best you could come up with?"

::She straddles the telepath and trails the knife down her body, then reaches up and nicks her between her fingers, cutting the delicate flap of skin between them, saving the larger areas between the thumb and forefinger till last.::

:: Azura scrunches up her face in disgust as the vampire licks across her lips, shuddering afterward. She bites her tongue as said delicate skin is cut, the wound stinging as the air hits it. ::

"You're horrid!"

"You're ridiculous."

::Cora backhands Azura across the face, losing her temper for a moment, before calming down. She stretches up, holding the athame above Azura, and lets it fall, seeing how deep it'll stab her through her clothes.::

:: Azura's head snaps to the side when she is hit across the face. Feeling blood from the side of her mouth, she turns her head back so she can watch Cora. Her eyes widen as she sees the athame falling toward her stomach. Luckily, the knife tilts in the air so it lands flat on her stomach. A slight smile crosses her face at her near miss, she glances at Cora. ::

"Missed."

::Cora shrugs and pulls Azura's shirt up, scrawling her own name crudely into the girl's stomach with the athame.::

"Just so you don't forget who I am."

:: Azura's stomach muscles tense up, and she raises herself in the air a little against the pain of the cutting. Soon she can feel warm blood oozing out of the wound and down her sides. Some tears slip out of her eyes and she whispers. ::

"Let me go..."

"Why?"

::Cora scoots down to lick up the blood and then moves up Azura's body, blood covering her red lips. She bends down and kisses the tears from Azura's face, leaving bloody marks behind.::

"You have a remarkable flavour..."

::She moves a hand down and digs her fingers into the cuts.::

:: Azura gasps again, pain shooting up from her abdomen when the sensitive wounds are touched. She feels disgusted at being licked by the vampire once more. ::

"It hurts."

::Cora pulls one of her hands up to Azura's face, her fingers coated with the girl's blood.::

"Want to taste?"

:: Azura's eyes widen at the sight of her own blood on the vampire's fingers. Her breath quickens and she shakes her head from side to side. ::

"No!"

"Oh go on!"

::She shoves her fingers into Azura's mouth.::

:: Azura gags on the fingers being shoved into her mouth. She coughs, tasting the metalic taste of blood and feeling sick straight away. She turns her head quikly to the side, dislodging Cora's fingers from her mouth a little. Immediately she begins spitting out the blood and generally making a mess. ::

"I said no!"

"Aw, so defiant."

::Cora smirks and scratches her sharp nails slowly across Azura's face.::

"I'm sure I'll break you down... after all, it's just you and me in this small, teeny tiny space, isn't it?"

::Her eyes and grin widen.::

"Or..."

::She slips out onto the other side of the curtain, leaving Az entirely alone with no clue of what's going on outside the curtain.::

"Ah."

:: Azura's face starts stinging straight away. When Cora slips out of sight, the fear which had been building in Azura's gut doubles. Not knowing where the vampire is making it much worse. ::

(Just leave me alone.)

::Cora sings softly as she goes into the bathroom and gets a basin of warm water and a sponge. She considers pouring bleach into the water to give the bath a little extra 'oomph' but decides it's too early to be melting skin off.::

(Her skin is too pretty to burn.)

::Coming back into the bedroom, she makes sure to make a lot of noises on the other side of the curtain, including digging around her toy box with lots of metal crunching and snapping sounds. She sings softly.::

:: Azura grits her teeth, only being able to hear the vampire's movements is torture in itself. She focuses her gaze on a point above her, hopeully this way she could escape inside her mind, but it really doesn't work like that. ::

::Drawing back the curtain, Cora puts the basin of water beside Azura's stomach and unbuttons her shirt, opening it. On a second through, she takes a much sharper athame and slits the sleeves, tugging the material from her body. She slips the blade under Azura's bra and lifts it a little, but doesn't cut it open. Tossing the ripped shirt away, she closes the curtain again, and sits on the telepath's thighs.::

(She looks so frightened, ahh, so cute.)

::Gently she gets the sponge and methodically washes Azura's arms, underarms, stomach and face, cleaning the blood from her.::

"There, is that better love?"

:: Azura tries to ignore the fact that she is now partially naked around the sadistic vampire. By now, her breathing is pretty hard, her nose flaring every couple of seconds as she breaths in and out through her nose. However, the sensation of being bathed is actually quite calming, and gradually her breathing slows to a somewhat normal speed. ::

(This is far from cute!)

:: She turns her head so she can look at Cora, her eyes flicking over the vampires features. Suddenly she spits at the vampires face. ::

::Cora stops bathing the woman, and wipes her face. She doesn't look amused in the slightest.::

"You're not being a very good pet."

::She murmurs while trailing a clawed finger tinglingly down Azura's stomach, then suddenly slaps her across the face. She looks up at her and smirks.::

"But at least you're smiling all along..."

:: Azura shuts her eyes against the pain, her head beginning to hurt a little from the abuse. She pulls against the bonds holding her wrists once more, then sighs and looks at Cora. ::

"I am not your pet."

"Honey, by the time we're done, you'll be begging to be."

::She reaches over the edge of the bed and brings up a hacksaw. Yes, a hacksaw. Positioning herself beside Azura's legs, she looks up at her victim.::

"So you want me to free you, do you?"

:: At the sight of the hacksaw Azura begins to struggle as much as she can. She gasps and whimpers, utterly terrified of what the vampire if threatening to do. ::

"No! I... I don't."